Three Kits vs. Thunderclan Territory {Who Wins?}

^{KESTRELKIT
Let's Start A Riot!, A Riot!}

Kestrelkit padded into the deep expanse of trees, the sunlight flickered through the leaves, her mouth watered at the scent of prey, it was all too welcoming. Tell me why kits can't come out here? We're all safe and the forest looks even safer.

Blinking she couldn't hold back her grin, everything was more then wonderful, I'm finally free! I'm away from the nursery and I'm out here! In the forest! Narrowing her gaze she opened her mouth, Right. I need to catch some prey!

The sharp scent of mouth drifted by her senses and instantly she dropped into a crouch. She's seen the apprentices do this a million times, yet she wasn't quite sure why it seemed much harder outside of camp. Shrugging she tried to locate her prey, and then she saw it. The little creature was nibbling happily away at a nut, completely oblivious to the three cats. Perhaps it was because they were downwind.

Sneaking forward Kestrelkit was able to get a fox-length away before she leaped. Of course she was much to short but made up for it with an awkward dive. The mouse landed right under her chest, practically smothered by her long fur. The brown-critter scuttled down along her belly, stepping back Kestrelkit was able to clamp it down with her paw.

Peering down with interest she gently lifted her paw and saw her prey trembling with fear, she nearly felt sorry. Actually she did feel really bad, but she couldn't show weakness in front of Silentkit so she quickly dispatched the shivering mouse with a bite to the neck. Picking it up between her jaws she taunted it around and practically shoved it in Silentkit's face,

"Ha! I caught my first prey before you did!" she bragged, her eyes sparkling. Sitting down she decided she was quite hungry, setting the critter down she was about to take a bite when she noticed Skunk-kit staring at her. Blinking Kestrelkit pawed the mouse towards him, he's probably so young, he's never had prey before!

Upon the realization she offered the mouse to him, she wasn't too much hungry, plus the mouse was kind of small.
"Here you take it, I'm not hungry." she meowed to Skunk-kit.
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*Skunk-kit*
<sup>Becoming a warrior is my dream.

Skunk-kit followed more slowly after the two older kits looking at his surrounding and all different scents flooding his nose. Taking a deep breath he couldn’t help but smile at the happy feeling that was going through his body. He furiously shook his small body and leaped forward having to pad faster than the others for his small feet and smaller strides made him fall behind.

As he had caught up he watched with interest as the tabby she-cat got close to the ground, and in a few moments she flew in the air landing on a small creature. Cocking his head he curiously took a step forward wanting a better look at the funny looking thing as he had never seen one close up as his mother has always kept him in the nursery. The tabby she-cat swung around with the prey almost hitting the larger tom in the face, but all she was doing was trying to show off.

Skunk-kit smiled as the she-cat had offered him the mouse, but him too wasn’t that hungry and he had never had any prey his whole life. Sniffing the small creature and muttered,
“What is this thing?” Before licking the prey, which started to make his mouth water from the delicious scent and taste.</sup>

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^{KESTRELKIT
Let's Start A Riot!, A Riot!}

"It's a mouse, cats eat it. Take a bite, it's way better then milk." she meowed. Kestrelkit couldn't believe that the tom didn't know what a mouse was, when she was nearly a moon old she already knew the basics of being a warrior by listening to her mother as she talked to other cats.

Maybe he's sheltered from the world, Well I did hear his mom calling for him earlier. Her Mother had said nothing, well--she probably doesn't even know I'm gone in the first place. Prodding Skunk-kit's side she meowed,

"Come on eat. It's not gonna hurt you, in fact it'll make you into a strong warrior." As far as she was concerned she could tell this tom wants nothing other then to become a warrior. Smart tom. At least he was bright enough to know one could actually be a warrior. Maybe he wasn't so sheltered.
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*Skunk-kit*
<sup>Becoming a warrior is my dream.

Skunk-kit looked down at the prey and cocked his head, What could be better than milk? Taking a bite out of the warm food he chewed slowly getting used to the new taste. He swallowed the small bite and licked his muzzle, he smiled and took a bigger bite out of the mouse and chewed looked up at the tabby she-cat. Was she serious, this could make me into a strong warrior!

Skunk-kit stared at the she-cat with shining eyes. He quickly bent down to take another bite out of the mouse and before you knew it the small creature was gone. Licking off the sticky blood from his muzzle and purred,
“Your right that is better than milk!”</sup>

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^{KESTRELKIT
Let's Start A Riot!, A Riot!}

"No duh, now hurry up and follow me!" Kestrelkit meowed, her voice sparked with irritation. Maybe we shouldn't have brought the little kit with us. He's too small. Narrowing her amber gaze she shrugged there was no turning back now. Padding deeper into the forest she suddenly caught the trace of a strange, sharp scent. Blinking she padded forward once more, the strange scent got even stronger.

Peering closer into the woods a movement managed to capture Kestrelkit's attention, it was a long feathery-red tail, sticking straight up out of a bush. Grinning Kestrelkit felt her stomach flip with excitement, she wasn't sure what this creature was, but she was sure she could take it, if it came to battle. Flicking her tail she motioned for the others to stay quiet and follow her. Slowly she began padding forward until she was within a couple mouse-lengths away from the bush. The scent was overwhelming from where she sat, it was practically suffocating.

Kestrelkit sat and watched as a thin muzzle poked it's way out of the thorn-covered bush, suddenly Kestrelkit's fur shot up like a wild-fire as the creature's jaws snapped right above her head. Screeching she flung herself backwards as the beast emerged from the bush. It was three times the size of a cat, and had a longer thinner muzzle. It's fur was a rich rusty-red, while it's golden eyes gleamed like daggers.

"Run!" Kestrelkit screeched as the fox lunged forward, it's saliva splattering across Kestrelkit's back as she catapulted up a tree, her tabby fur bristling against her spine. Panting she finally slowed her climbing when she reached the near top. Suddenly a deathly chill crept up her spine as she recalled a certain tiny kit, Skunk-kit! He'll never be able to make the climb! Peering over the edge she bared herself for the worst.

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*Skunk-kit*
<sup>Becoming a warrior is my dream.

Skunk-kit lowered his head and nodded his head leaping forward running into a small round tree. With a startle meow Skunk-kit jumped back and almost ran into the large silver-and-white tom. With a quick move Skunk-kit jumped to Kestrelkit’s side right when the tabby kit padded forward looking like she was about to leap on something when she jumped backwards and screeched to run. Skunk-kit cocked his head to the side, hairs standing straight up from head and tail tip, but when he was finally able to move the large creature turned toward him and stared at him with its beady black eyes. Skunk-kit screeched with freight and turned around to run, but something had caught his tail. Without looking back to see if the thing had grabbed onto his tail, he clenched his teeth together and tried to run.

Skunk-kit tried to leap away but the creature kept dragging him back to it. Skunk-kit closed his eyes hoping that the awful pain would just disappear, and it would all just be a dream. All of a sudden there was nothing gnawing on his tail, without hesitation he jumped to his feet and leaped into the air, but half way to the ground the creature caught him once again and the large thing flung him to the ground with his tail. All that came into the young tom’s mind was death</sup>

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<sup>Silentkit
I walk alone

Silentpaw stood rigid in his spot for a moment, taking in what he had just saw. Even if he had knew what was going on just in time to save Skunk-kit, he wouldn't have stood a chance. He watched with frozen paws as the fo sniffed at the limp form of Skunk-kit. And with a dissatisfied grunt it padded away.

Relief made him dizzy as he slowly walked over to the damaged kit with cautious steps just in case of the fox ever changing its mind again and coming back. With his mind fully functional again his thoughts raced with anger and frustration.

This was all Kestrelkit's fault! He knew he shouldn't have joined. Ever single time he was taken outside the camp something always went wrong. But he was definately not expecting this. But of course, guilt also ate away at his fur. This was the exact reason he was taken on his trip in the first place. He should have protected Skunk-kit, not stand in the sidelines.

But that would only leave Kestrelkit alone with two dead kits, and she might have been killed herself. And for some reason, the thought of that kit being dead made his blood turn to ice. He didn't know if it was because he wanted her to live in order to take on the consequences of this journey, or for his own need to have her in his life.

Dismissing the thought of actually wanting this annoying she-kit in his life with a confused and frustrated shake, he stopped when he reached Skunk-kit. Sniffing his blood-stained pelt, he stepped back, bowing his head.

"He's dead."</sup>

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^{KESTRELKIT
Let's Start A Riot!, A Riot!}

Kestrelkit couldn't move. She couldn't bring herself to move. She remembered Skunk-kit's frightened expression, his eyes glimmering with pain, fear, and-and regret? Slowly the little she-cat slithered from the bark, her own gaze frozen on Skunk-kit's torn-bloodied pelt. Swallowing the lump that had formed within the depths of her throat she approached the damaged body. His once fluffy white and black pelt was shredded, while the parts that were untouched were drenched with blood. Skunk-kit's eyes were open in unimaginable pain, biting her lip she prodded his side,

"Sk-skunk-kit. I-I'm sorry." she whispered, she wasn't going to deny that he was dead. She wasn't going to make a big deal, the little she-kit was going to apologize and then she was going to regret this for the rest of her life. Turning her sopping gaze over to Silentkit she whimpered,

"I-I promised him I was going to make him become a warrior sooner. I-I w-as going to help him train." Closing her eyes she did the impossible, she nuzzled her tabby-colored head right into Silentkit's chest, and she wept. Kestrelkit was far from caring if the two were mortal enemies, all she wanted to do was curl up and die somewhere. And then maybe Otterfoot might forgive her, Ott-Otterfoot! She's going to kill me. She's going to rip my face off and feed me to the fox that killed her son.

"The fox should've killed me. The clan would have been better off without me."she whispered into Silentkit's silver fur.

ooc: The only good outcome of this adventure is some bitter-sweet SilentxKestrel 8*D

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( I might of been too soft with Silentkit but at least I tried XD )

<sup>Silentkit
I walk alone

Silentkit's green orbs widened for a moment, surprised by Kestrelkit's reaction. He never knew one of the strongest and most stubborn cats he had ever known break out like this.

He couldn't imagine how much guilt and sorrow she must be suffering. Would even myself break out like this if that would have happened to Ravenkit? Or even Kestrelkit?

For a second, he felt bad for the sobbing she-kit. Her simple idea of doing good ended up in complete disaster. All because of a simple mistake. And now all that followed was tragedy. Lightly, his tail found it's way on Kestrelkit's shoulder in attempt to calm her down. "Hush." Silentkit whispered gently.

Continuing more in a barely louder tone he meowed, "Kestrelkit, be the strong warrior I knew a minute ago. You were trying to do a good deed. We were just unlucky. But it doesn't mean you can't survive the consequences or guilt. And even Skunk-kit knows how much you wanted to help. Besides, it's not like your alone."

"And," he snorted, regretting the words that were about to roll off his tongue. "There's no way I'd let anything be killing you off. Whether you like it or not. Who else would annoy me every second of the day?"

Silentkit didn't know with what Kestrelkit was feeling at the moment if she would be enraged by his sad attempt at calming her down, or if it would work. In a final endeavor to motivate Kestrelkit, he swiftly brushed his tail against the depressed she-kit's back as pressed on desperately, "Please. Just be strong. For Skunk-kit."</sup>

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<sup>ooc: Silentkit can respond here if he wants, otherwise I'm continuing my post in Camp on the current clan meeting board.


KESTRELKIT
Let's Start A Riot!, A Riot!</sup>

Kestrelkit could hardly believe the words that were spewing from Silentkit's mouth, if she were in any other mood she would have whipped her tail across his face and deny that she'd need protection for anything. But right now all she wanted to do was absently nod her head and pretend it was all going to be alright.

Finally she urged herself to tip her head up and gaze into his reassuring features,
"I-I'll put on a brave face, Silentkit." Looking away she added, "But I don't know if I will ever get over this." Slowly she tore her tear-drenched body away from his and padded towards the now lifeless remains of Skunk-kit.

"You were so brave...." She murmured, licking his eyelids closed, the she-kit grabbed the scruff of Skunk-kit's neck. She dragged his limp body out of the forest, out of the outside world and back to the camp. The tabby she-kit padded quietly, her eyes creased in fake bravery, I have to do this. I have to face my problems head on.

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